I had a very strange thing happen to me. Yesterday I was in the city to see the Armory show which was a decent event. Anyway before hand I was eating a burrito at chippotle and working on my computer, in a split second that I wasn't paying attention some ass clown stole my book bag. Which had allot of important papers to me. irreplaceable things, my sketch book and my mac book charger. I was bummed. Went on with my day, got a free bag at the show to now carry my computer in. I was at the ferry and got a call that a girl had found my bag and it was now in the bronx. All I could think about was how the hell did make that journey. Needless to say I took the ridiculously long travel to a sketchy part of the bronx where I met the nice girl who found my bag. surprisingly nothing was taken at all. not even the charger. And the do gooder said to me your a really good artist, if i lost my sketch book id want someone to return it to me. How freaking cool. She wanted to to be able to talk about it more in the future. And that was my weird day. Kinda wish I had an eye in the sky to see the journey my bag took without me. oh well, guess my stuff wasn't even worth the steeling lol. Jerk !
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